Author's note: I don't own CSI but I do love to play with them! It's the sincerest form of flattery!

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You are the Woman that I've Always Dreamed Of…

Chapter 2

Erica, Grissom and Brass had positioned themselves behind the police line, but within sight of the store. Grissom was trying his best to keep Sara in his line of sight as much as possible. He would relay to Erica and Jim anything he could see Sara say to her captor.

Erica called the phone number again, this time, Spencer picked up.

Unbeknownst to Spencer, when he turned to pick up the phone, Grissom saw Sara pick something up from one of the shelves.

"Hot Sauce," she mouthed.

Griss smiled and relayed this message to Brass.

"That's my cookie!" Jim smiled. He knew she was a strong, confident, well-trained CSI and that if anyone could get out of there, she would.

"Spencer," Erica began, "I know why you are upset! I'd be upset too! But let's not go any further than we need to here!"

Spencer replied, "There's no way you can know what I feel bitch!"

"Now don't hang up on me Spencer," Erica calmly stated. "I can help you, but you have to let me help you!"

"OK you can help me!" he said, "Help me get a chopper and the money. When I get to Mexico, I'll let this cop go!"

"Spencer," Erica explained patiently, "You have already killed a cop. The hostage is not a cop.. she's a scientist. She was only processing the scene of the crime. She hasn't done anything to hurt you! No one else needs to get hurt!"

"I don't care," Spencer yelled into the phone. "She had a gun, she has LVPD jacket on, she's a cop in my book!"

"Ok, I agree that she does work for the LVPD, but honest, Spencer, she's not a cop and she wouldn't do anything to hurt you!"

"Are you going to get me that money or not?" Spencer yelled into the phone.

"We are working on it right now" Erica explained, "we just need some time!"

"You have an hour or she's dead!" he yelled as he slammed down the phone.

"That didn't sound so good!" Jim said.

Erica looked back at the two men. She seemed to be worried, but didn't want to let them know that she had some concerns. She had assessed that both of these men had more than a passing concern for the hostage and she didn't want them to be more worried than they were already.

"He's not being very cooperative is he?" she asked.

"No, he's not," said Jim, "But I can certainly send enough uniforms in there to help him cooperate if that is what it's going to take!"

"No," Erica replied, "Not yet!" She stopped and appeared to be thinking for a moment. "Let's talk to the SWAT commander and see what his thoughts are."

They found the SWAT Leader at the Command Center. Commander West was reviewing the maps of the store and the area with his team. Erica introduced herself and the two men.

"I've been in contact with the perp and the hostage," Erica advised him, "The perp is not being cooperative with us right now. But the hostage appears to have armed herself with some hot sauce in a glass bottle."

"Smart woman!" Commander West smiled at Sara's resourcefulness.

There was a small commotion behind them when Brass and Grissom looked up to see Nick and Greg running towards the scene, visibly shaken by what they were witnessing.

"Let me get in there," demanded Nick. "I won't see this go on any further!" Greg, right behind him, was in full agreement.

"Griss, we can't just stand here and watch this!" Greg shouted.

Clearly, Spencer was distracted by the sudden commotion in the crowd. He looked away from his hostage for just a second, but it was just long enough for Sara to take her opportunity to act.

Spencer was shocked when he suddenly felt a horrible pain begin in his eyes. Sara had taken the chance to use the only weapon she had to even the playing field.

He cried out "Bitch!" and started to reach for his eyes to wipe them clean. Sara took no reaction time at all to grab the gun in his other hand.

They all stood stunned at Sara's brave maneuver, praying that she would succeed.

For that moment, the world seemed to stand still.

Sara, on the other hand, knew that she had to give all of her attention to the desperate situation she was now facing. Spencer had his hand on the gun, as did Sara. They struggled for what seemed an eternity until a shot rang out.

Grissom, Brass, Nick, and Greg froze.

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